Monday, October 15, 2007

A letter from Oonie

Shaun


I think you're going to be okay. And that I think it, I will just say it. You are going to be just fine...more than okay!


I'm very glad we talked and I'm very glad that you're going to be who and how you are, which is totally grand. And you will bring that and yourself to the phone and in person. And that's always a very good thing.


This all sounds very confusing to both of you in a number of different ways.


I'd say to remind yourself of the HUGE things: the mother thing and the planned trip that blew up when it didn't even have to--Your Man in the Duoma sounds as if he went to a whole lot of over the top when nothing of the sort was required. There are many biggies in this story: the stuff that was never said as well as the words actually spoken, some so hastily so as not to bother the other and both of you were doing what you thought the other might want as well as doing what both of you thought you SHOULD. As opposed to sorting it all out. I, too, hear his words but I don't see a consistency with other words and with behaviors.


But sometimes this is life.


It also sounds as if you both wanted to do two things, at the same time: be together and flee. Both of you sound oh, so careful of one another and yet not careful at all. I never said not caring.


I'm glad you're going to go over and introduce yourself tomorrow night. Don't panic and bolt if he has plans or simply can't tomorrow night. I think this is very important to remember. It would be for me. If he has plans or can't, give him every opportunity to return the call and the favor. And act as if you fully expect him to do it. And mean it. For then, he'll be reassured he can say yes and no at the very same time, which sounds as if that is exactly what he has been trying to do all along. Not a bad thing, this both and. Just confusing. To both of you.


Take back the night; take back the streets; take back the Duomo; take back Florence; and give the precious gift of who and how you are, perfect, as the Metaphorical Divine One created you.


Love
oonie and Kenny

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